Got to the hospital last night and the nurse came running up to me, LOL. The doctor decided to take Alexander off of CPAP entirely! No nasal prongs at all anymore I'm so happy for Alex, because he HATED that thing and was constantly pulling it out. So far, he has been doing great without it!
Annnnnd here is a pic, because I can finally see his whole face the entire time!
Oh my goodness! He is beautiful! So glad to hear he is doing so well.
Ugh DH is just not getting it. We had a big fight yesterday because I cant stand that he constantly makes fun of me. He says Im oversensitive and hes just teasing. But all the teasing is about me being fat. Seriously? Yesterday he told me I really better start cleaning better before my folds get moldy. Thats supposed to be funny? He kept threatening to take off work today to paint (another point of contention between us - we bought the paint for the babys room in December, and its still not done. He wont let me help) and I refused to let him stay home. I need the day to myself.
So bear with me because this is random, but connected.
DH basically forgot mother's day for me. I mean he sent me flowers on Friday which was nice, but he didn't help DD pick out a card, let me sleep in, make me breakfast or even freaking wish me Happy Mother's Day (until I mentioned that a friend of ours wished me happy mother's day around 1pm). I, however, got up that morning and made a huge breakfast for my whole family while he sat around joking with my dad. I wasn't mad. I'm not one to get mad about stuff like that, but I was seriously seriously hurt. He did this last year too and he knows how much it hurt me then and he just plain forgot. All day I didn't say anything. I prayed and prayed for a grateful heart, but finally around 3pm I just could not keep it in. I didn't yell or anything, but I just let him know how hurt I was. I don't expect gifts or breakfast in bed or anything really, but a simple acknowledgement, just a freaking "Happy Mother's Day, hon" would have been nice. What made it all worse is that the night before he said that he and DD would get up and make me breakfast in bed. Apparently he was just joking but it got my hopes up which left me feeling even sadder.
Anyway, things got sort of sorted out and the day went on. Later on before dinner we were all lounging around and I mentioned that I really wanted a mint chocolate chip milk shake, but I wanted it to taste like coffee/mocha. The peppermint mocha at SB wouldn't do because I specifically wanted the chocolate chips in there. Apparently I kept going on and on because after dinner he drove to DQ and got them to custom make me a mint chocolate chip shake with three pumps of mocha flavor. My dad said when I took the first drink I was beaming. It was so good and exactly what I wanted.
Long story short: Mother's Day sucked eggs up until about 8pm that night. It ended great and a mint chocolate chip mocha shake from DQ is the best thing ever. Also, I love my husband very much with or without the shake.
Ugh DH is just not getting it. We had a big fight yesterday because I cant stand that he constantly makes fun of me. He says Im oversensitive and hes just teasing. But all the teasing is about me being fat. Seriously? Yesterday he told me I really better start cleaning better before my folds get moldy. Thats supposed to be funny? He kept threatening to take off work today to paint (another point of contention between us - we bought the paint for the babys room in December, and its still not done. He wont let me help) and I refused to let him stay home. I need the day to myself.
So bear with me because this is random, but connected.
DH basically forgot mother's day for me. I mean he sent me flowers on Friday which was nice, but he didn't help DD pick out a card, let me sleep in, make me breakfast or even freaking wish me Happy Mother's Day (until I mentioned that a friend of ours wished me happy mother's day around 1pm). I, however, got up that morning and made a huge breakfast for my whole family while he sat around joking with my dad. I wasn't mad. I'm not one to get mad about stuff like that, but I was seriously seriously hurt. He did this last year too and he knows how much it hurt me then and he just plain forgot. All day I didn't say anything. I prayed and prayed for a grateful heart, but finally around 3pm I just could not keep it in. I didn't yell or anything, but I just let him know how hurt I was. I don't expect gifts or breakfast in bed or anything really, but a simple acknowledgement, just a freaking "Happy Mother's Day, hon" would have been nice. What made it all worse is that the night before he said that he and DD would get up and make me breakfast in bed. Apparently he was just joking but it got my hopes up which left me feeling even sadder.
Anyway, things got sort of sorted out and the day went on. Later on before dinner we were all lounging around and I mentioned that I really wanted a mint chocolate chip milk shake, but I wanted it to taste like coffee/mocha. The peppermint mocha at SB wouldn't do because I specifically wanted the chocolate chips in there. Apparently I kept going on and on because after dinner he drove to DQ and got them to custom make me a mint chocolate chip shake with three pumps of mocha flavor. My dad said when I took the first drink I was beaming. It was so good and exactly what I wanted.
Long story short: Mother's Day sucked eggs up until about 8pm that night. It ended great and a mint chocolate chip mocha shake from DQ is the best thing ever. Also, I love my husband very much with or without the shake.
Awwww that's really sad and cute at the same time. Sorry he forgot but that's just one negative out of I'm sure a million positives!
Awwww that's really sad and cute at the same time. Sorry he forgot but that's just one negative out of I'm sure a million positives!
I want a shake now....
Yes it is. I felt bad about even saying anything because I didn't want him to feel bad or to feel like I was judging his contribution as a husband or father by one freaking day out of the year, ya know? The shake was divine. I might see if he will go get me another one tonight!
“When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a
thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the
beginning of fairies.” - J.M. Barrie Peter Pan
I have died every day waiting for you. Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years. And all along I believed I would find you, time has brought your heart to me. I have loved you for a thousand years. I'll love you a thousand more.
I just had a Holy Shit Moment reading another thread about how I am not all prepared for the number of times I am going to be looked at like "the controlling bitch" because of the choices I make for my children...
@SarahVol131 you are a much better woman than me, I was not praying for patience on Mother's Day, I was pissed! I had told DH all I wanted for Mother's Day was to start putting the nursery together...he did not oblige this request and I ended up putting the crib together by myself (well DS "helped" a little) and made all the meals for the day.
I commend you and your maturity...I'm still sulking.
@eadams, you must be totally in love - he's beautiful!!
I came home today to find bloody footprints all over my apartment. My pup cut his lil paw and walked everywhere he could, apparently, while bleeding. He appears to be fine, but now I'm in absolute full-on cleaning mode, and will likely collapse soon. It was lovely knowing you all
@eadams08...you should be SS some threads about that cutie-patootie!!! Not that we random threaders mind seeing him in here So glad to hear how well he is doing!
@SarahVol131 you are a much better woman than me, I was not praying for patience on Mother's Day, I was pissed! I had told DH all I wanted for Mother's Day was to start putting the nursery together...he did not oblige this request and I ended up putting the crib together by myself (well DS "helped" a little) and made all the meals for the day.
I commend you and your maturity...I'm still sulking.
There's a reason it took me until Tuesday to tell y'all about it. I still got teary eyed typing it out.
It appears that the tiny human is alternating between kicking me in the bladder and then stomach. One moment I almost pee myself and then the next moment I have acid reflux backing up in my throat. It's like that whack-a-mole game but with bodily functions.
Guuissse!! FINALLY, after weeks of frustration, I have this wiping thing DOWN and I am here to help those of you who experience the same frustration @aliletz and the rest.
Here’s what you do: start in the front, and extend arm out at a 45 degree angle once elbow is bent. TP makes contact with front of vag and begins to dry any remaining urine from the urethral opening. Then, you slowly rotate your elbow towards your back, all the while keeping your TP and vag in contact, though the TP should now slide from the front towards the back.
It sounds obvious, but you’ll notice that it’s no longer your hand and wrist doing all the work, but instead, it’s your arm. Your hand is open so you may notice you’re making more open-handed contact with your ass cheek and that’s perfectly okay. Please try this during your next bathroom trip and report back.
Guuissse!! FINALLY, after weeks of frustration, I have this wiping thing DOWN and I am here to help those of you who experience the same frustration @aliletz and the rest.
Here’s what you do: start in the front, and extend arm out at a 45 degree angle once elbow is bent. TP makes contact with front of vag and begins to dry any remaining urine from the urethral opening. Then, you slowly rotate your elbow towards your back, all the while keeping your TP and vag in contact, though the TP should now slide from the front towards the back.
It sounds obvious, but you’ll notice that it’s no longer your hand and wrist doing all the work, but instead, it’s your arm. Your hand is open so you may notice you’re making more open-handed contact with your ass cheek and that’s perfectly okay. Please try this during your next bathroom trip and report back.
Excellent tip! I would try this if I could actually remember it! My problem is that when it comes down to it these days, I can't remember whether I'm supposed to be going back to front or front to back to save my life (thank God my life does not depend on this particular choice ;-)). And now I think of @aliletz (and will also think of you!) when I wipe thanks to these comments... and I still can't remember the right way. Other things I can't remember: which way is left, which way to put the toilet paper on the toilet paper thing, which side of my car the gas tank is on. Basically, if any decision that involves one of two options lately I'm screwed.
@eadams, you must be totally in love - he's beautiful!!
I came home today to find bloody footprints all over my apartment. My pup cut his lil paw and walked everywhere he could, apparently, while bleeding. He appears to be fine, but now I'm in absolute full-on cleaning mode, and will likely collapse soon. It was lovely knowing you all
This happened to me once! We locked our kitty in the bathroom overnight because he was throwing up and the vet wanted us to know for sure if he had any accidents overnight. He cut his pad trying to get out and that thing bled like you wouldnt believe. It was like a murder scene in the morning!!
Guuissse!! FINALLY, after weeks of frustration, I have this wiping thing DOWN and I am here to help those of you who experience the same frustration @aliletz and the rest.
Here’s what you do: start in the front, and extend arm out at a 45 degree angle once elbow is bent. TP makes contact with front of vag and begins to dry any remaining urine from the urethral opening. Then, you slowly rotate your elbow towards your back, all the while keeping your TP and vag in contact, though the TP should now slide from the front towards the back.
It sounds obvious, but you’ll notice that it’s no longer your hand and wrist doing all the work, but instead, it’s your arm. Your hand is open so you may notice you’re making more open-handed contact with your ass cheek and that’s perfectly okay. Please try this during your next bathroom trip and report back.
I just went and tried to recall this.. and I'm glad the bathroom is a private place, because I'm pretty sure I looked like I was spinning twat records in there.
I just had a Holy Shit Moment reading another thread about how I am not all prepared for the number of times I am going to be looked at like "the controlling bitch" because of the choices I make for my children...
I am not prepared to be a mom. I'm not prepared to be called one or thought of as one, congratulated as one and I'm terrified I'm not going to be as good of one as those moms I learn from and are inspired by.
That is all. Just normal overwhelming fear of the 3rd trimester.
Hi guys... opinion. So my BIL is proposing this weekend at a winery and a bunch of us (immediate family and a few close friends of theirs) will be at the winery to surprise her after she asks. Found out a few weeks ago her parents then invited everyone back to their house for finger foods and drinks.
So last night my MIL casually mentions shes buying them a camera for their engagement party gift and starts telling me what new SILs family is getting them. Im like whoa nelly - wasnt even thinking about that. It didnt occur to me it was an engagement party, honestly.
Do I need to scramble and get something do you think? BIL gave us something at ours, but he was still with his first wife and I strongly suspect he had nothing to do with it.
Hi guys... opinion. So my BIL is proposing this weekend at a winery and a bunch of us (immediate family and a few close friends of theirs) will be at the winery to surprise her after she asks. Found out a few weeks ago her parents then invited everyone back to their house for finger foods and drinks.
So last night my MIL casually mentions shes buying them a camera for their engagement party gift and starts telling me what new SILs family is getting them. Im like whoa nelly - wasnt even thinking about that. It didnt occur to me it was an engagement party, honestly.
Do I need to scramble and get something do you think? BIL gave us something at ours, but he was still with his first wife and I strongly suspect he had nothing to do with it.
What? No. This is not an engagement party...they are just getting engaged. Does she know it's happening? What if she says no? That's really bizarre and I would not feel obligated to get a gift in your shoes. In the shoes of the soon to be engaged couple (hopefully), I would not be expecting any gifts either...she's about to get a RING for pete's sake!
@TallMomma29 - I think I may be able to be of a little assistance to you. At least one of your three problems will be solved! Notice the arrow beside the gas pump symbol? That tells you which side your tank is on.
I have to look at mine ALL THE TIME! I bought a new car 5 years ago and the tank is on the opposite side of the other car. I still get confused regularly, but that symbol is a life saver!
@TallMomma29 - I think I may be able to be of a little assistance to you. At least one of your three problems will be solved! Notice the arrow beside the gas pump symbol? That tells you which side your tank is on.
I have to look at mine ALL THE TIME! I bought a new car 5 years ago and the tank is on the opposite side of the other car. I still get confused regularly, but that symbol is a life saver!
Sweet! Now I just need to remember that trick ;-)
I remember which way is left by seeing which hand makes an L when I stick my thumbs out. I am a genius! ;-)
Thanks, ladies, for all the kind words about my little man!
@amlonica - I agree with pp that it is NOT an engagement party. I wouldn't go all out on a gift. If feel pressured to bring something, I would get something small and give the "real" gift later for the real party.
Re: Random thread- for all things random.
Oh my goodness! He is beautiful! So glad to hear he is doing so well.
Omgosh, that baby is so beautiful! Ahhhh so sweet!
So bear with me because this is random, but connected.
DH basically forgot mother's day for me. I mean he sent me flowers on Friday which was nice, but he didn't help DD pick out a card, let me sleep in, make me breakfast or even freaking wish me Happy Mother's Day (until I mentioned that a friend of ours wished me happy mother's day around 1pm). I, however, got up that morning and made a huge breakfast for my whole family while he sat around joking with my dad. I wasn't mad. I'm not one to get mad about stuff like that, but I was seriously seriously hurt. He did this last year too and he knows how much it hurt me then and he just plain forgot. All day I didn't say anything. I prayed and prayed for a grateful heart, but finally around 3pm I just could not keep it in. I didn't yell or anything, but I just let him know how hurt I was. I don't expect gifts or breakfast in bed or anything really, but a simple acknowledgement, just a freaking "Happy Mother's Day, hon" would have been nice. What made it all worse is that the night before he said that he and DD would get up and make me breakfast in bed. Apparently he was just joking but it got my hopes up which left me feeling even sadder.
Anyway, things got sort of sorted out and the day went on. Later on before dinner we were all lounging around and I mentioned that I really wanted a mint chocolate chip milk shake, but I wanted it to taste like coffee/mocha. The peppermint mocha at SB wouldn't do because I specifically wanted the chocolate chips in there. Apparently I kept going on and on because after dinner he drove to DQ and got them to custom make me a mint chocolate chip shake with three pumps of mocha flavor. My dad said when I took the first drink I was beaming. It was so good and exactly what I wanted.
Long story short: Mother's Day sucked eggs up until about 8pm that night. It ended great and a mint chocolate chip mocha shake from DQ is the best thing ever. Also, I love my husband very much with or without the shake.
I want a shake now....
See if he bring one back for your good friend Jen too!
“When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.”
- J.M. Barrie Peter Pan
married on the sweetest day 10.20.12
Chicken - 07.08.06 | Bubsy - 02.24.09 | Sunshine - 07.16.14
I commend you and your maturity...I'm still sulking.
There's a reason it took me until Tuesday to tell y'all about it. I still got teary eyed typing it out.
I'm sorry your MD sucked too though.
Here’s what you do: start in the front, and extend arm out at a 45 degree angle once elbow is bent. TP makes contact with front of vag and begins to dry any remaining urine from the urethral opening. Then, you slowly rotate your elbow towards your back, all the while keeping your TP and vag in contact, though the TP should now slide from the front towards the back.
It sounds obvious, but you’ll notice that it’s no longer your hand and wrist doing all the work, but instead, it’s your arm. Your hand is open so you may notice you’re making more open-handed contact with your ass cheek and that’s perfectly okay. Please try this during your next bathroom trip and report back.
I just went and tried to recall this.. and I'm glad the bathroom is a private place, because I'm pretty sure I looked like I was spinning twat records in there.
What do you mean?
That is all. Just normal overwhelming fear of the 3rd trimester.
So last night my MIL casually mentions shes buying them a camera for their engagement party gift and starts telling me what new SILs family is getting them. Im like whoa nelly - wasnt even thinking about that. It didnt occur to me it was an engagement party, honestly.
Do I need to scramble and get something do you think? BIL gave us something at ours, but he was still with his first wife and I strongly suspect he had nothing to do with it.
I have to look at mine ALL THE TIME! I bought a new car 5 years ago and the tank is on the opposite side of the other car. I still get confused regularly, but that symbol is a life saver!
I remember which way is left by seeing which hand makes an L when I stick my thumbs out. I am a genius! ;-)